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Cover of Pretty Monsters [Josh of the Damned 1]

Pretty Monsters [Josh of the Damned 1]

โœ Scribed by Speed, Andrea


Book ID
109272045
Publisher
Riptide Publishing
Year
2011
Tongue
English
Weight
33 KB
Series
Josh of the Damned 1
Category
Fiction
ISBN-13
9781937551032

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Review

"[A] charming beginning of the new series, a tasty hors d'oeuvre that whets your appetite and leaves you hungry for more. Recommended." - Reviews By Jessewave


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